We took the opportunity to catch some extra sleep as well since Paul was ill yesterday with bad diarrhoea. After lunch we did some Arabic study & Paul caught up on what he had missed at language school yesterday, which included learning vocab for the fruit & veg market and the fish market. We thought it would be good to practice these phrases at the market and restaurant, but we thought it best to leave it until sundown when muslims are allowed to eat & drink during Ramadan and the restaurants open.
While we were driving to the market, the mosque prayer call started, which signifies that people can start eating and drinking. Suddenly everyone was driving crazily, trying to get to somewhere they could eat. The traffic police had a supply of dates they were handing out to drivers who couldn't last until they got home.
We got to the fruit & veg market and found the deaf boy who helps carry our fruit & veg in his wheelbarrow. Paul managed to practice his phrases like, "Excuse me, I would like half a kilo of bananas" We then went to the Arabian Nights restaurant and Paul tried out his new phrase, "What kind of fish is this?" to which the waiter replied, "roast". Perhaps Paul needs to learn the word for species. It was a delicious meal, which cost £4 for both of us because this is a high quality restaurant! Usually it is cheaper.
We then went to the grocery store and bought a few provisions but, about halfway round the shop, Kira, who had been grumbling a bit during the evening, had explosive diarrhoea which splurted out of her nappy, all down Paul's leg, onto his sandaled foot and all over the shop floor. "Help, Kate!", he shouted down the shop aisle. Kate took her out to change her in the car while the shop assistant mopped the floor and mopped Paul's foot.
On the way home, Kira puked all over Kate and all over the car we are borrowing from a friend here. We abandoned plans to visit another shop and went straight home to clean up the car and Kira again. Paul felt queasy as well, but that was just because of the smell that Kira had produced which was probably caused by giardia –a parasite which spreads very easily between people and we have both had it the last few days. Thank God that Kate is a doctor and is used to handling gross things such as this.
After that had been done, Paul went out to the local shop to refill our water bottles with "dubba" water- filtered water which is meant to be safer to drink than the tap water, though Paul is having doubts about that after this last week. By the time Paul had completed this job and Kira had gone to bed (after another bout of diarrhoea) and we had prayed for her, Hassan phoned at 11pm asking if we would like to come out and look at some houses which might be good for us to rent. (he is an estate agent) Local people do not sleep at night during Ramadan, but we do, so we put him off until the following day.